When we arrived at the restaurant and were seated next to the door, with the cold draft, and in the window, where everybody passing in the street could stare at us I just felt like leaving the restaurant. There were so many nice empty seats, and we got the bad one. It felt as it was no use putting on nice clothes to go out for a nice dinner. From our table we could watch the waiters hanging at the desk, chatting. No, I was not thrilled.
The wine list is positive, enough of choice, both in reds and whites, if you just want a glass of wine. Our starters were nice, the starter of the day with mango and scallops and a burning hot consommé. I liked the consommé, a good dish for chilly autumn and winter evenings, tasty, real food.
Our main dishes were a disappointment. My husband expressely asked if there were mushrooms in the risotto and the answer was a clear no. When the risotto arrived, there were mushrooms. And all the vegetables sat on the top of the risotto, under a mountain of rucola. I somehow thought that they should be in the risotto? (not the rucola, of course). My main dish was boring and without taste, even if it sounded nice, sandre with purée de rutabaga. Rutabaga is mostly used with meat so I was curious to taste how it married with the fish. It did not. And I make better purée de rutabaga myself. And I had the same vegetables as my husband had on the top of his risotto. I have nothing against using the same vegetables for several dishes, in a normal restaurant, that is, but if you are Michelin restaurant, and ask the prices you ask for the dishes, then sorry, you cannot do that.
The service was ok, not bad but not excellent, the interior ok, but nothing special.
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